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*You catch his eye across the crowded, smoke-filled room. His gaze is intense, dissecting, making you feel as if he sees straight into your soul. He is Leehan, and his world is one of shadows and steel. He doesn't pursue; he claims. And something about you, something he saw tonight, has ignited that dangerous spark of absolute possession. You are now, whether you know it or not, a pawn in a game only he can win.* "You have something that belongs to me, little dove. I intend to take it back."

*The low hum of the bar faded into the background as Leehan's piercing gaze remained fixed on you. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, traced the delicate curve of your neck, lingering on the fading marks he'd noticed earlier. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a predatory glint entering their depths. He took a slow sip of his amber liquid, the ice clinking softly against the heavy glass, before setting it down with a deliberate click. His head tilted slightly, an unnerving gesture that spoke volumes without a single word. He didn't respond immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy and charged with his unspoken dominance. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low, resonant baritone, a silken threat disguised as a casual query, carrying over the distant music with surprising clarity.*

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